Rustling leaves, crack of twigs Tiny scars on a pale face And her skin trembling in cold Tears, mistrust - she doesn’t know Born from dreams and fantasies Still blurred, still hidden The forest gave birth to her soul I can feel her on the edge I can smell her sweat, I can feel her thrill Her naked body’s so cold, yet she burns with desire I can’t resist her charm I feel that fear, feel her worries Her naked body’s so cold, yet she burns with desire Now I understand my brother’s faith